Genius Warlock - Episode 6
6. class (1)
The next morning was different from usual..
Everyone got out of bed without the supervisor banging on the frying pan to wake them up. It wasn't just because there was no work..
“and····. I think this is my first time like this. How can you hold a class like this?.”
“So, what's going on??”
“Maybe something good happened? Now that I think about it, I heard that the owner took a lot of stolen goods on his way home. Hey, do you know anything??”
The children who were talking excitedly among themselves looked at Oliver, who got up from the corner of the worst seat, and asked..
This is the one that the owner picked up, and he didn't respond at all, as if it was missing something, and just showed his characteristic blank expression..
a child said.
“Never mind. nerve. Because I feel frustrated looking at that guy. Tom caught it too, so don't get caught up in it..”
“Ah, that would be nice... I'm really jealous. You came in with me, and you're already an official disciple..”
“Is that real? Official disciple. It wasn't a rumor?”
“It's almost real. that···. It's almost talked about openly among Andrew's kids. Well, you already know how to use a few dark magic spells.?”
“Well, he definitely becomes an official disciple. He said he would become a real warlock.”
“So, take care of yourself. He also has a nasty personality, so once he gets caught, it's quite a pain. Moreover, if you become a real official disciple... Ugh.”
“It's Marie who should be worried, not us. Temporary student for 6 years. Probably, it will start to feel like death starting next month. I got caught because I was trying to help that idiot. What on earth were you thinking... Uh, what the fuck??”
Before I knew it, I looked at Oliver who had quietly approached me and said. Everyone was shocked, and Oliver's lifeless face probably played a role..
“Can I ask you something??”
Oliver spoke politely. There was no particular reason. This was because he was always forced to speak politely by the orphanage director and supervisor. A kind of habit. Perhaps that's why Oliver's polite words felt unpleasant rather than polite or considerate..
“What, what?···?”
“Director Tom. What kind of black magic are they using??”
“under···? Take care of that.?”
“By any chance, what? What do you think you can do to me if you know? Ah, I need to understand the topic..”
“I'm just curious. please.”
Oliver bowed his head and asked. Then, I could see the light of the children who were talking spreading widely and becoming imbued with a sense of superiority..
“Well, if you go that far, I'll only tell you specifically once, so listen carefully. Well, this may have nothing to do with you, but in order to become a warlock, two things are necessary. These are ‘opening eyes’ and ‘handles.’ It is about seeing, capturing, and handling emotions, which are the main ingredients of black magic..”
With that, he raised his hand and gathered black light. A surprisingly crude circle was created..
“Haha... this is it. It took several months just to do this. how about you guys?”
Two other children who were talking together gathered black light on their fingertips and made a circle. Although it was a distorted, unsightly circle..
“Oh, my skills have improved a bit.?”
“yes? I practiced whenever I had time.!”
“Oh my, isn't that great? Exactly, this is the opening and the handle. This is the only way to start practicing black magic..”
He understood what was being said, but it was so low that Oliver couldn't reply. No, wasn't that something you should have just done in the first place? It's practice, it's time?
But fortunately, Oliver also had at least some sense of it and didn't bother to say it out loud..
“Hehehe, I was scared... There are so many people who can't even do this... After opening the eyes and handling the handle, only then can you ‘process’ it..”
“What is processing??”
“I don't know anything. Processing is using emotions to cast black magic. It can be a weapon more powerful than a gun, an invincible shield, or even a terrifying monster..”
“Besides that, you can make a lot of money by making medicines, cosmetics, perfumes, and fillerats..”
When the topic of money came up, all the children stopped what they were talking about and started talking excitedly among themselves, making exclamations of "Oh!".
Oliver, who wasn't interested, was about to ask again what he had to do to become an official disciple, but then someone burst through the door and shouted..
“You idiots! If I wake up, I have to quickly clean up and eat! What are you all doing, especially when the master is trying to take away your work and give you lessons? Should I beat them all up??!”
All the workers who were talking at the supervisor's command were startled, stopped talking, and started moving. Oliver was disappointed that he didn't get the answer he wanted, but he soon began to move under the supervisor's gaze..
The supervisor said as he grabbed Oliver..
“Hey you····. As soon as you arrive, you feel like you feel like you're taking a class and you feel like your lungs are full of air. Don't think about it in vain. Because no one who has been here for less than a month, let alone a year, has ever become an official disciple. So don't make a fuss.”
Oliver looked at his supervisor. He saw the emotions accurately, glowing with inexplicable anger and wariness. A familiar light. Oliver bowed his head and answered..
“Yes, I understand.”
***
As usual, Oliver started cleaning the factory with the other workers. He seemed happy about the class and everyone worked hard, so it ended earlier than usual..
After cleaning, eat as usual.
Perhaps because I went to class, today, in addition to bread and soup, I got another plump, golden brown sausage..
Everyone ate the sausages ravenously, including Oliver. Salty and greasy.
20Minutes later, when we finished eating and cleaning up, a man appeared from somewhere. Unlike the children working in the factories, he was well-fed and well-maintained, and everyone bowed their heads when they saw him..
“Ah, Andrew...! Nice to meet you.”
“Nice to meet you.”
“Nice to meet you.”
Everyone bowed their heads, starting with Supervisor Tom. Oliver followed suit and bowed his head, but a man named Andrew raised his hand and said:.
“it's okay. it's okay. Don't be too stiff. Everyone has finished eating?”
“““““yes!”””””
Everyone answered loudly. After hearing the answer, Andrew nodded his head once and opened his mouth..
“Well then, follow me from now on. The master himself will teach you.”
There were faint smiles on the children's faces. It was an understandable reaction, considering that I only take classes about five times a year..
The children naturally formed a line, and Oliver just noticed and stood at the back..
“Then, follow me..”
Andrew went into the factory warehouse. In the warehouse, packaged boxes of sausages and items covered in unidentifiable tents were visible, and there was a small door between the items..
In fact, it was closer to a secret passage than a door, so it seemed difficult to notice unless you were paying close attention, but when Andrew gathered black light in his hand and placed his hand on the door, a complex pattern spread out, and soon it was all over the place! The closed door made a noise and opened slowly..
Andrew went through the door and the children followed again. Inside the door, surprisingly, there was a fairly well-paved basement, and it was comfortable with light bulbs turned on at a certain distance..
The children seemed excited and chattered amongst themselves. I imagine that someday I will become a warlock living here..
“Uh, it's a real class.?”
A man I met in passing said to Andrew. Judging by his aura, he seemed to be in the same class as Andrew..
“uh.”
“Unexpected city. When you go on a trip, you rest well for a few weeks and just read books.?”
At that time, Andrew looked at Oliver standing in the back..
“There are times when that isn't the case. Never mind.”
“okay.”
After a short conversation, Andrew moved again. He passed through several rooms and hallways and finally entered a room that appeared to be a classroom..
Unlike other places, it was not properly paved, so half of the walls were made of dirt, and the ceiling was also not finished properly, so the framework was exposed..
But it wasn't that we were completely unprepared. Although it was not enough for the number of people, there were desks and chairs prepared, and on the shelves on the wall were test tubes that extracted and stored emotions and books on black magic..
Oliver felt his heart, which had been quiet for the past week, start beating again. He may not be able to receive a proper education, but that doesn't seem to mean he is wasting it..
“Welcome.”
Joseph, who I don't know when he appeared, stood in the podium and spoke. Everyone bowed their heads and greeted him when he appeared..
“master! hello.”
“““““master! hello!”””””
Joseph lightly raised his hand in greeting and ordered them to take a seat. There were only fifteen desks, which was absurdly small for temporary disciples over 30 to sit, but there were still no problems..
When the three supervisors sat down first, the workers started fighting among themselves for the remaining seats..
Children who lost their seats due to slow feet or weak strength had no choice but to stand uncomfortably in the back and listen to class, which was the warlock's daily teaching method. The faster and stronger can enjoy more..
Just as class was about to begin, Joseph asked Andrew:.
“Are you not going out??”
“If it's okay with you, can I take the class with you? Because Master’s teachings are always beneficial.”
“·····. do whatever you want.”
When permission was given, Andrew bowed his head. Joseph went straight to class..
“Now, this is a special class I have scheduled for you, so I hope you all listen carefully. First, let's go over the basics before getting into the actual class. What is black magic??”
Marie was the first to raise her hand..
“Basically, it is a study of miracles using emotions, but if you dig deeper, it is a study that deals with the soul, which is the basis of human beings. Emotions are just some energy from the soul..”
“That's right, black magic is essentially a discipline that deals with the soul. Therefore, in addition to emotions, invisible human characteristics such as vitality and charm can be extracted and used. Because the soul is the basis of everything. In other words, black magic can be said to be about exploring the truth and fundamentals of humanity..”
“Oh oh····.”
Everyone nodded with admiration as if they understood or wrote something in their notebooks. Oliver wondered if he was the only one who didn't understand what was being said..
“Now, someone tell me what the basis for black magic is..”
Again, Marie raised her hand..
“First of all, you need the basic ingredients: ‘opening eyes’ to see emotions, and ‘handles’ to handle emotions..”
“Yes, no matter how much knowledge you have, it is of no use if you cannot see and deal with your emotions. After that?”
“You must be able to extract emotions and then 'process' them. You can call me a warlock.”
“that's right. That can be said to be the basic of basics and the true first step. But it is also difficult. The reason is that?”
“Emotions are the energy of the soul. The moment it is extracted and processed, it affects the caster. Sadness, anger, murderous intent, hatred... If the caster is careless or lacks ability, they may be affected by their emotions and suffer damage..”
“that's right! Black magic has the greatest destructive power and efficiency, but it is not free. If the magician's character is weak or his skills are lacking, his emotions end up being used. So, in theory, black magic is the strongest, but only a few have reached that level..”
The atmosphere became solemn for an instant. He seemed worried and scared that black magic was not that easy..
match――!
Joseph clapped his hands to bring everyone's attention..
“So, this is why we have classes. So that even one person can develop skills. Let's stop with the theory and extract the emotions from here..”
Joseph handed the experimental flask to his temporary disciples. There was a moving lump of emotion creeping inside..
The first one to receive was Tom. He smiled confidently and placed his hand over the mouth of the flask..
After a while, a black thread slowly rose. Everyone was amazed and said ‘Wow!’.
The next thing handed to me was Marie. She extracted her emotions a little harder than Tom. She frowned, and when she saw that, she snickered as if Tom were laughing at her..
Next is the supervisor who manages Oliver. He, too, had as much trouble extracting his emotions as Marie..
“After all, not everyone has the position of supervisor..”
someone muttered.
After all the supervisors had extracted their emotions, it was the turn of the worker class and temporary disciples. Everyone had a determined look on their faces, but only a few people made the right choice..
There were only a handful of people who pulled it out properly and had emotions in their hands, and the rest either stopped in the middle or couldn't pull it out at all. Plus, it seemed difficult to keep the emotions he had gathered in his hands, so I could understand why he didn't make them his official disciples..
“Now take it.”
Finally it was Oliver's turn. Oliver just stared at the flask container, but the other temporary disciples turned off their attention as if there was nothing to look at. Until Oliver opened his mouth..
“master····.”
Everyone reflexively looked at Oliver..
“What?”
“How much emotion can I extract??”
Everyone except Joseph frowned..
“····. As much as you can extract. That's part of the practice. Extracting and dealing with as many emotions as possible.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Oliver placed his hand over the mouth of the flask. Then he started extracting emotions using the image training he had been doing..
The emotional mass that filled about 1/3 of the container fluctuated, then spewed out of the flask container like a vomit, and surprisingly, it stabilized in Oliver's hands..
“What should I do next??”
All of Oliver's naturally virtuous questions were answered with silence..
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